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Bubbles Go Pop
04:20
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I sing for my meal froggy lost a wheel
Better than he was ten times before
But the dazzle’s got a different deal
Staring at the ceiling from the floor
The bubbles go pop the laughter doesn’t stop
Effervescence grows into a roar
The thoroughbreds are whinny
The multitudes are many
The bums upon the lam are slight and poor
Back at the top the tack is so sharp
They come from all around just to adore
When the chorus lands the legs kick up the sands
And shatter every window in the store
The bubbles go pop so bubble up my friend
For every now and then we all must blow
And what was a flop is now a score again
And what was wearing thin begins to grow
Back at the wheel rubber air and steel
Gasoline’ll help the spokes to go
The monument was covered in meal
But by summertime the melting of the snow
Sonny boy was hot he downed another shot
Side by side he lined them up to show
His ribs were all a tattered flag
He stuffed them with a paper bag
And rolled the kind of grass you could not mow
His tail ripped a toot we all said please don’t shoot
The clock struck noon without a sec to spare
But the second hand was covered in hair
Time flies when the moment’s unaware
The bubbles go pop so bubble up my friend
For every now and then we all must blow
And what was a flop is now a score again
And what was wearing thin begins to grow
I sing for my meal
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2. |
Brutal North Pillow
02:01
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Same old notch where all was broken
But I’m open-minded now
Coffee in the evening time when
Once I’d get behind the plow
Pull the curtain to my skull
Hoping soon to dim it all
A skeleton absorbed in juice
Too loose to recall when or how
Brutal North Pillow how the lights in eyes grow dull each night
Weep and I billow blotting out the hurt and hope and light
Brutal North Pillow how my wife held on through twelve high seas
Strong as a willow she could wear that storm upon her sleeves
Without her wisdom wit and wrath
A goner long ago I’d be
Floating on some sinking raft
And likely missing eyes and teeth
The sun by now my bones all bleached
And pulled my hair out strand by strand
Far away and out of reach of
Friend or love island or land
Brutal North Pillow how the lights in eyes grow dull each night
Weep and I billow blotting out the hurt and hope and light
Brutal North Pillow how my wife held on through twelve high seas
Strong as a willow she could wear that storm upon her sleeves
Wear that storm upon her sleeves
Wear that storm upon her sleeves
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3. |
Green Grass of Spring
02:29
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The green grass of spring
It means not a thing
If your gladness is gone
Why bother to sing?
The green grass of spring
It changes and stings
Letting go of things
That gales howl and bring
The green grass of spring
Vines climb and cling
The wind and the breeze
The blowing canopy
The green grass of spring
The green grass of spring
The green grass of spring
The green grass of spring
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4. |
Handful of Earth
02:27
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Think clover and glade if you will
Harmony green as you must
I cried as I walked up that hill
Where everything had turned to dust
Looking back over the years
And over my shoulder as well
Pain ringing inside my ears
And wishes thrown into that well
Handful of earth what is it worth?
This life is contained by our death and our birth
To wake on this morning and kiss at the ground
For this handful of earth that I’ve found
Think heaven and song if you can
Music eternally sending
The devil turned into a man
And every branch started bending
Look at my face if you’re able
I’m hardly blameless at all
Spitting my food on the table
And laughing at trees when they fall
Handful of earth what is it worth?
This life is contained by our death and our birth
To wake on this morning and kiss at the ground
For this handful of earth that I’ve found
Now that I’ve found it at last
Here comes the mercury showing
Hiding and changing so fast
Chaos behind it a’towing
By jove you’ve got it again
Everything fits in a circle
And while there is nothing to win
Nothing to lose is eternal
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5. |
Squire's Locker
03:41
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Seventeen men on a dead squire’s locker
Have another drink it’s on me Jack
Let the rum pour from your throat to the floor
Tickling your ribs like a teabag
Twelve leagues down where the laughs never end
Everyone’s as rotten as a fleabag
In and out of eye sockets all the fish swim
He hi ho did ya see that?
Roger went first so you know how it goes
Jolly as a whore out on payday
Four on the floor and you know what’s more?
Barking at the moon like a maniac
Shells and kelp matted into his hair
Eyes dark and empty as a raven
Split in his britches at the derriere
Face fallen in like a cave-in
Shouting like waves spraying off of the bough
Arms wildly waving like the wind blows
Don't try to limit him least not now
Let him keep crashing through the windows
Sixteen swabs on a dead squire’s deck
Have another drink it’s on me Jack
Let the rum pour from your mouth to your neck
And tickle your ribs like a teabag
Back on the shore where the maidens splay out
Half of them fish from the waist down
Dapper little gents watching how it plays out
But plenty of them hit the deck face down
Thomas tried his hand at a sonnet after supper
Horace bent his wrist like a crab claw
The conch shell blew and dessert was served
Melon flavored gel in the shape of a seesaw
We saw this from the deck and the rigging
Pillage won’t begin to describe it
Swabs swinging in like monkeys on the vine
And though most of you have never tried it
To run a man through to the base of a sword
And watch his eyes bulge is a pleasure
To do what you do to a fauntleroy lord
Then make off with his lass and his treasure
They scatter like mice at the sound of the cannon
The eyepatch can tend to alarm them
One wooden leg and a hook for a hand
Makes it clear that you intend to harm them
Wicked like a man going wolf for the moon
Night time black as a cauldron
With the way it’s going they’ll be finished pretty soon
And the lights in their eyes will be all dim
Fifteen lords yeah we only lost one
Have another drink it’s on me Jack
The rum on your hat through your boots to the floor
Tickling your ribs like a teabag
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6. |
Coconut Tree
03:31
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To picture peace is easy
Although some will hardly dare
I thought I’d teach the world to sing
But that barely seems fair
For what with song
And ding dong ditch
And dingaling to pair
Between you and me and the coconut tree it’s a jungle out there
A nanny child and babysitter
Visit an au pair
To weave laurel and lavender
Into a maiden’s hair
The snake oil gets expensive
But the burden they will bear
Between you and me and the coconut tree it’s a jungle out there
A big truck beared down on me
I was in the slow lane how they dare
To fray my nerves or fry my cool
And truly try to scare
Passing on the left is simple
Courtesy and care
Between you and me and the coconut tree it’s a jungle out there
I’ve been thinking of moving back to mom’s
But I don’t want to wear
My welcome out again it’s want to
Vanish in the air
Absence makes the heart grow fond
And longer grow the hair
Between you and me and the coconut tree it’s a jungle out there
Between you and me and the coconut tree it’s a jungle out there
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7. |
Garbage
02:17
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Life’s important there’s no doubt
Fraught with danger dread and doubt
Just try eating garbage and find out
Moon is waxing sky’s got clouds
Crowds are taxing large and loud
Just try eating garbage and find out
Junk is not for eating folks
Though you’re laughing it’s no joke
Clogging up the feed with cotton candy
Lo and behold as you chuckle
Arteries jam vessels buckle
Blocking up the valves is not so dandy
Cholesterol likes getting high
Brain cells want only to die
Liver lungs and lozenges get sandy
The beach is hot and there’s no doubt
But filled with things to do without
Just try eating garbage and find out
Mites and ticks flies and fleas
Pixie sticks processed cheese
On the breeze these poisons swirl about
Jitterbugs and Charlestons
Pounds and ounces metric tons
Ice cream you scream everybody shout
Chocolate fudge and taffy too
What is this world coming to?
Just try eating garbage and find out
The lesson here is plain to see
Greens and grains tonics and tea
These your body should not go without
Keep it moving folks agree
System flushed nothing to see
A healthy temple’s what we’re all about
If you’re not you should be
You can’t deny don’t you agree?
Just try eating garbage and find out
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8. |
They Sunk to the Bottom
02:21
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So many dashed against the rocks
And found just where we caught ‘em
Some with spiderwebs for locks
Still hung from haunted autumn
Against the grain and tide we tore
Reminded of the sash we wore
We left them lying on the shore
But they sunk to the bottom
Oh how I’d love to see them now
Alive beneath the sunshine
Tiptoeing at night below
The window where I’m watching
Scratching at the glass like branch
Blowing like breeze through the ranch
Each wearing a hole to match
Would be so very touching
So many wrecked against the curve
To count them Lord we gotta
Some with lighting bolts for scars
But they sunk to the bottom
I did away with all my
calculations as one must
A moldy infestation had
Crept up upon a bust
Left there at the station
Where one only collects dust
And firm in our belief of haunted autumn
So many dashed against themselves
To find and fill the morguey shelves
And some with cobwebs now for cells
But they sunk to the bottom
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9. |
Ha Ha Blues
03:32
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Ha ha blues what can I do you for?
What did you choose before a door in your distance
My what news mining persistence
How many wishes once the floor falls through?
Hey there glove how about Neptune
Fork napkin knife spoon and it’s all boiling over
Be there soon down at the crab pot
Fungus and flab rot in a mold so blue
Just say cheese gleaming and gooey
Early and dewy and that’s just the kitchen
Morning breeze horsepower brewing
Chimney is doing what the chimneys do
Ha ha blues missing in action
What a contraption with its loop de loop
Ups and downs holding attraction
A gushing reaction when the game is through
Seesaw sings still in the blanket
Maybe we wank it if you stay real still
Harder please only beginning
The pillow is grinning as we take that hill
Gobbledeegoo golly gee willikers
Pink wadded wet knickers if we could just find them
Hey that’s new bent at the waist again
You’ll take a taste again and I’ll get behind them
Ha ha blues laughing already
Holding it steady where the sun shines through
How we do maybe it’s petty
Unless I’m forgetting how the gasket blew
Time for two doors at Laserium
Rat piss aquarium talking dimension
Iron bru give or I’ll snog you
Birdnest and log you in the afternoon
Ha ha blues what can I do you for?
What did you choose before a door in your distance
My what news mining persistence
How many wishes once the floor falls through?
How many wishes once the floor falls through?
How many wishes once the floor falls through?
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10. |
Goatshead Soup
04:38
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With a crock of goatshead soup I walked
Down that green lane so gingerly
The bog was breathing into me
As I tried not to lose the song
That cricket gave me all night long
And though I’ll only get it wrong
Like sadness hung in the eaves
Upon my staff held in a way
The moon it shone so tenderly
For it was early on you see
So silently I meant to creep
And catch the others fast asleep
And with the soup that would not keep
So rotten that it could curl leaves
I fumbled with a melody not certain
If the tune was straight
I also fumbled with the gate
And finally got it to unlatch
And looked around for some dark patch
To hide and wait my plan to hatch
And join them on this hollow eve
Where saints and ghouls conglomerate
But to these ghouls i was no saint
I poured some wretch and wrath and hate
Into their bowls and sat to wait
And even did I decorate
With spring of mint wedge of potate
On a fabric that my wife weaved
They woke up just like Christmas morn
To see this soup made out of horn
I tricked the devil to be born
Into a nasty recipe
That leaves you hanging from a tree
And cracks your neck in two or three
And fills you till you can’t breathe
With a crock of goatshead soup I walked
Down that green lane so gingerly
Beware to all my enemies
That cricket gave me such a song
That I might sing it all day long
With notes that bend and don’t belong
And sounds which send a chill along
For tides to fill a billabong
With words that spill until they’re gone
And though I’ll probably get it wrong
This soup is strong indeed!
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